(sorry sorry this is really short but i at least wanted to update a little because it's been a while)
Aria shrugged, and sighed audibly, taking to fiddling with her phone that was still in her hands, buzzing with every new tag and mention. She'd have to turn that feature off, it was driving her crazy. "I dunno," she murmured, trying to think, "I really don't want to go out again, if you don't mind all that much," she stated, and then her eyes widened, "Not that I didn't like going out with you, I just don't want fans to... y'know..."
Luke gave a quiet nod of understanding, "I get you," he smiled, "So what is there to do in the house besides eat and sleep?"
Again, Aria pondered on this. There had to be something that wasn't boring that they could do. What did she and Kimmy do whenever they hung out -- which, remarkably, wasn't even that much-- around the house?
That was it, "We never got to finish showing you Full House..." she trailed off, biting her lip as Luke considered the idea for a moment. After thinking about it, he smiled.
"Why not. It was a pretty cute show, from what I saw," he stated, and Aria squealed delightedly, jumping out of bed and practically sprinting across the room, to the door. Once she made it to the living room, Luke had barely stretched and gotten out of bed, as she could see from the angle she was at, looking for the Full House box set. "Can we eat first?"
Aria nodded, and after she found the discs, she walked over to the kitchen, opening the fridge and gazing upon its meager contents for a moment; a packet of cheese, three eggs that weren't even inside the egg case because it had ripped the day before, and outdated milk.
"Wooow," Aria whistled as she turned to Luke, "So, we'll starve."
Luke groaned as she walked over to the DVD player and stuck a disc in, "C'mon, Rosy," he complained, walking over to her and kneeling beside her as she set up the DVD. After a moment without reply, he nudged her shoulder, and though she didn't look at him, he could tell that she was thinking. "Please? We don't even have to sit in and eat. We can go through the drive through at McDonalds or something."
Again, no reply. "Rosy?"
"I don't want to give them more reason to hate me," she mumbled, walking over to the couch and burying herself within the pillows, the familiar Full House theme song starting up in the background. She was still talking, he could tell by the muffled sounds coming from her, but he couldn't understand her.
"What are you even talking about?" he asked, and the slight annoyance was apparent in his voice.
Another nearly quiet moment passed, as Aria was face down in the pillow, collecting her thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she lifted her face out of the pillows on the couch, looking up at Luke, who was waiting with an expectant look on his face.
She hesitated; he wouldn't really understand, would he? "They hate me, don't they? Your fans. I don't," she managed to sputter out in her confusing state, "I don't want them to. The more they see me out with you, the more they'll hate me. And while it really shouldn't matter to me, it does."
More painstaking silence; what was going on behind those beautiful blue eyes? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't read Luke like she could read other people. He never revealed anything unless it was something obvious. With the dialogue to one of Aria's personal favourite episodes of Full House on in the background, Luke's eyes softened, if only a little, as he made his way over to the couch.
